This is a song about "Never use a skeng or a shank just pattern man with my fists"

You're my reflection and all i see is you

So just what's a man in my position to do?

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

You told me god was the answer

I use mater ta fuckin shank her

Never gave a fuck just like a man made out of tin

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Or a man i just beat...who just got a broken jaw.i'm the paragon in this generation

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I was hitting your mistress with my fidgeting thick fists

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Even in a fight you never back down but use defense

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me